[Long sigh after eight hours of fruitless casting under near bluebird skies and near 80F temps]
Sean: "I'm not sure how much longer I can last."
Hedrik: "OK, let's go. We can troll back."
Hedrik, Rick Collins, and I snap on spinnerbaits for a weedline troll back to the dock.
Hedrik fires his spinnerbait a short distance from the boat. I engage the motor and.... WHAMMO!
Hedrik: "There's one!"
After chuckling for a few seconds at how clutch Hedrik was, the scrappy 38" male was scooped up and processed. Once again, very little movement (essentially took refuge in nearby weeds) post-release.
14th fish with a transmitter; one more until we're half way there!
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